Burlington, Arkansas

Can ya see the sun?? Very foggy this morning when we started.

This is a huge Baptist church....there were more churches in Arkansas than in Mississippi....and HUGE ones!!

This is a Cudja House, or part of one. Mommy was told about Cuja houses by her Daddy....Grampa Ben. They would look for them whenever they went on a trip when Mommy was a little girl, like me. It means "cudja love a man enough to live in one"........

A Rock Hatchery....they're all over the place in the Ozarks....

Very swollen river from all the recent rain...Arkansas River, I think.....

Burlington, Arkansas.....safe from flooding, but we hope not to get hit by lightning....

View from the campground, the valley below

The Duke, in Branson, MO

Some gorilla on a building....Branson

Ripley's Believe It or Not Museum

Titanic Museum......why????

Stormy....scared.....

Good Evening Family and Friends, wherever you are,

Here we are in Burlinton, Arkansas....isn't that neat?? It doesn't look at all like Burlington, Vermont, but that's because it's in Arkansas!! We left Mt. Pleasant around seven this morning, in some very thick fog. Daddy had to slow down because we really couldn't see very far in front of us and it was scarey! From our campground to the next town north, Texarkana, we saw one police car after another.....hiding in the medians, or just pulled off to both sides of the highway. Daddy said the cops were bound up thicker than fleas on a hound dog! The truckers were all warning each other on their CBs....and they thought the cops were looking for a particular rig that might be transporting drugs. Anyhow, it was nice a cool, and not sunny and Daddy said it was good driving weather.....easy on the tars.....that's how they talk here......tars.....get it? tires? And the truckers say....whadup? instead of come on....funny.....

Soooo, we decided not to go to Little Rock since that's where the tornadoes were going, and instead we headed north on a great highway through the Ozarks. It looked just like home!! It's really green since they've been having so much rain, and the creeks and rivers are well over their banks. We were told that the campground we were headed for in Branson was under water, so we opted for this place on top of a mountain instead. It's very pretty here, and nice and high. Hopefully, we'll be able to make it to St. Louis tomorrow. We're supposed to have a couple of good days weather wise, and then the rains are to begin again. Oh well....

Once we got here and got the camper set up, we drove into Branson to see what that was all about. HUGE tourist area, some really neat buildings, yummy ice cream, and a lot of junk to buy in the touristy places. Mommy and Daddy walked around some, and drove by all the places where they have shows, but they're too late, and I don't like to stay alone....specially in a storm.. so all we did was some lookin'.

So now, here's a question, because I really do not understand. Highway 65 is a four lane road with a wide median that is deeply ditched in the middle, and the ditch is filled with rocks. Right in the middle of this median was a sign, one of those big red signs, that said.....WRONG WAY. I just don't know what that means. Really......who is it for?? It was facing us, but we were going the only way we could go......and the cars on the other side couldn't read it....so what was that?? Some Arkansan joke?? Silly people.......

OK......hope all of you had a wonderful day. If we're not hit with lightning, or swept off the mountain by all the rain, I'll talk to you again tomorrow! I love you all.

Juni